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I'm known to my humans as Francis. I'm only 4 months old and already I'm
a purraholic.
My humans rescued me when I had no home. I'd been on the streets
a while, living rough, when this female human took pity on me.
I'm glad she did as I had a rotten flea infection. I just couldn't
get rid of them and they were driving me crazy. I also had really
bad ear mites which were driving me crazy. I just couldn't stop
scratching my ears. Man, it was sooo annoying.
Anyhow, this here human took me to the doc's to get fixed up.
The only bit I really don't like is when I have to have jabs and
when the human has to clean my ears to get rid of the crud from
the ear mites.
I digress.
Man, This human family I am now in feed me, give me a fresh litter
tray, give me warmth and lots of attention. I just can;t help
myself, I purr like crazy as soon as I look at them. Even the
human kitten known as Nathan goes gaga over me and I just can't
help it. Man I purr.
Problem is, I can't meow. I know, I am ashamed. What is a cat
without a meow. So far, all I can manage is a pathetic squeak.
But purr. By the way, what is a jumbo jet, 'cos the female human
says my purr is as loud as a jumbo jet taking off.
I need help.
Francis.
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